Trying to be brave and posting bare-faced.

So, it’s kind of hard to sum up addiction. Why do some folks get addicted to things… and others don’t?

I have no idea. For many years, when I first got sober, I asked myself, “Why can’t I drink? Why ME?”

Um, because I’m an alcoholic.

Yes, I know it’s circular reasoning, which, if you are a writing teacher is kind of a big no-no. But in this case? I’ll take it. I take “circular reasoning” and I’ll raise you a “Genetics are a part but there’s so much more” and leave it at that.

In the wise words of the epic rock legend, Avril Lavigne, “Why’d you have to make things so complicated?”

Because life. Life tends to be tricky.

So… I decided to share my recovery story with you…

BUT WITH PICTURES!

We begin at the beginning but more like my 20’s.

2. **This was a thing with me, and I didn’t really know it was a thing until much later. But I’m pretty sure I had a real issue with depression and anxiety from early on. I just ignored it.**

3. I never actually did the splits when depressed. I didn’t do the splits at other times either.
In my life, I don’t do the splits. I have learned that about myself.

4. **That’s me on the right. I’m mopping the floor. Generally speaking? I had the cleanest dorm room in the four state area.**

**And so… I present to you… *(drum roll please)**

And wine worked.

Until it didn’t.

Stay tuned for the rest of the story where I get sober. WITH PICTURES!